The gate to the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest slowly opened. The bridge settled down, and the floating blocks fused into a single solid pathway.0

At least thirty percent of the Dragon Domain’s experts had fallen. The rest were covered with blood, and some were missing limbs. However, the eyes of all the survivors were sharp and firm.1

Seeing them, the Dragonblood warriors couldn’t help but feel some sympathy. These warriors had proven themselves in the crucible of battle. This victory marked their rise—a transformation that unlocked their limitless potential.3

“We won! We’ve earned the approval of our ancestors! We’re no longer trash!” Mo Yang roared, raising his spear high. “We’ll show our...1